Lavender Haze

Lavender Haze

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Lavender- calm, graceful, and serene. Unlike her namesake, Lavender Rae wasn't always calm. She was like a shaken up bottled soda waiting to be opened. Like a wave waiting to strike the seashore. Like a volcano that's about to erupt. Like a balloon that's bound to kiss a needle. Unlike her namesake, Lavender Rae wasn't always calm, but Jarvis Mackenzie felt calm, graceful, and serene while in the lavender haze with the most beautiful lavender to exist. An epistolary about the most beautiful lavender.
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Therra Dime Prism wasn't your typical damsel. She was a hurricane in stilettos, a wildfire in a designer dress and someone who is powerful and untamable. Horizon University, with its pristine lawns and classy students, was her personal playground for rebellion. Rules? She considered them peculiar suggestions. Expectations? Those were there to be shattered, like delicate glass under a stiletto heel. Then there was Leo Williams. The golden boy, all smiles and sunshine, with a gaze that could melt and whose smile was irresistible and awakened something deep within her. He was everything she wasn't someone who was predictable, safe, the epitome of "good boy" charm. But that predictability, that safety... it was precisely what captivated her. Was it a challenge? A dare? Or something far more dangerous? Her love for him was a dangerous game, a high-stakes gamble played with a smirk and a reckless disregard for consequences. She'd charm him with a glance, challenge him with a whispered dare, push him to his limits with a touch. Each interaction a calculated risk, a step closer to the cliff. But what if the game wasn't just about winning Leo's heart? What if it was about something more? More destructive? Was she truly in love, or was this a twisted game of conquest? And if it was love, could this hurricane, this wildfire in designer clothes, ever truly tame her wild heart? Or was this dangerous dance destined to consume them both in its fiery embrace? Because one thing was certain with Therra, there were no guarantees. Only the intoxicating thrill of the unknown, and the chilling possibility of utter ruin. ©All Rights Reserved.Theyhateia.2020

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